Every single day, your craving grows stronger.
You ache to wear pink, to have long hair, to be praised and adored like the pretty girl you were always meant to be.
Every single day, your disgust deepens. The thought of being sloppy, hairy, or smelling anything less than sweet and feminine makes you feel sick.
You don’t want to be that awkward, pathetic boy anymore. Deep down, you crave to be a soft, sweet, and desperately desired girl.